In a 1985 interview Steve Jobs said, “I’ll always stay connected with Apple. I hope that throughout my life I’ll sort
of have the thread of my life and the thread of Apple weave in and out of each other, like a tapestry. There may be a few years when I’m not there, but I’ll always come back.”

I find myself much more moved to tears than usual at the passing of an American Icon because my father also died earlier this year. Steve Jobs died far too young at the age of 56. I was angry that the world would go on as usual without much note about the passing of my father. But I was comforted that he was 83 before he passed. The world will pause at the passing of Steve Jobs, but his family has lost 30 years that I was lucky to have. I wonder if the collective memories of this man offer much comfort to his loved ones?

The fabric of my father’s life was woven into the people around him who remembered all the joy he brought them. We spent time at my father’s service sharing the memories longer than the road that lies ahead. The fabric of Steve Jobs’ life was woven into his monumental impact on our culture through its technology.

What memories remain?

Google’s Dedicated homepage to Steve Jobs.

Countless news articles and blog posts and photojournalism memories.

You do a Google search today on Bill Gates and an article about Steve Jobs turns up.

The Wall Street Journal published a statement from Bill Gates on this occassion of his passing:Mr. Gates’s full statement:“I’m truly saddened to learn of Steve Jobs’ death. Melinda and I extend our
sincere condolences to his family and friends, and to everyone Steve has touched
through his work.Steve and I first met nearly 30 years ago, and have been colleagues,
competitors and friends over the course of more than half our lives.The world rarely sees someone who has had the profound impact Steve has had,
the effects of which will be felt for many generations to come.For those of us lucky enough to get to work with him, it’s been an insanely
great honor. I will miss Steve immensely.”

On our way back home
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We’re going home